When dawn comes to touch my purple haze
And evening's drowsiness to carry me away
I know once again that there is nothing we can save
So I'll pack up my things, I'll be on my way
Yes, here I go again
Off down the road again
Thinking thoughts of days gone by
Here I am again
Singing my songs again
Thinking and dreaming
Thoughts of you and I
Farage has resigned as an MP for Clacton?
What words annoy you when used wrong or people don't know the meaning of?
What’s a household item that reminds you of your grandma’s house?
Soops kitchen, a place of reflection, refuge and at times revelry.


